I can't say that I ever thought he'd Be the same as me But I must admit that I never considered The possibility that He felt nothing inside, An animated creature That behaves only According to its latest Whim, whatever it desires At that particular moment, With no regard for Anyone who might be In the vicinity. Indifferent
With every shingle-lifting gust, The unwelcome wind pummels the Humble dwelling, Inside, a small, Elderly woman wonders how she'll Pay for the damage, times being What they are. She shuffles To the stove and turns on a burner, Carefully setting the tea kettle on it. Another series of indifferent blasts Rattles the walls, nobody calls. Bio from 2019: Guy Farmer writes deep short poems about the human condition. He has published a full-length poetry collection entitled Unconventional Being, available on Amazon, www.amazon.com/Unconventional-Being-Poems-Guy-Farmer/dp/1722369477, and also shares his work online on his website https://www.unconventionalbeing.com/ His poems have been published in various online journals and websites.